🦋

physically, emotionally and mentally in pain,

this illness is getting the best of me.

when we first met our souls clicked, just like a puzzle missing the last pieces - we clicked and i felt at home.

the more i got to know you, the more mesmerising you became but i knew i was playing with fire,

you were a wild soul, one who i couldn’t quite understand - one minute you were all for me, the next i was left wondering where we stood.

the mind fuck felt like whiplash and i was the only one being hurt,

as time went on my fascination grew stronger but yours grew weaker, this was it, time to let go.

you never tried to stop me - you just assumed i’d come back - but i uttered the words i never wanted to say “i’m not coming back this time.”

you see, i had to set you free for me,